#did i decide this when making a sim version of him?

[miksterrr]

jay's the type of celebrity to wear every single thing his fans give him, whether it be bracelets, necklaces, hats, shirts, etc. he will wear it at some point.

[luludeluluramblings]

I just came from the sims 4 manor post and now I need a neglected reader fic where the only reason she hasn’t crashed out is she takes it out on the Batfam sims repeatedly. Like something sets her off and now she’s in the sims burning down the manor and her sim is outside eating ice cream. For once this isn’t a yandere Batfam. This is a Batfam where someone happens across her coping mechanism and out of fear decides to be a little nicer.

(I personally always choose Duke as my go to because as the newest adopted Wayne sibling he still has a chance)

But once they get to know her and they start playing the sims they realize as crazy as it sounds torturing the sims is a nice outlet for frustrations.

So now you got beef with a sibling? Go put them in a pool and build walls around their sim. Minor annoyance? Well guess what your sim pissed themselves in front of their crush. The siblings all slowly adopt this method and arguments drop to 10% (They still have petty arguments and get mad when they know the other sibling is gonna do something to their version of their sim). And they all learned from a single sibling but still don’t realize they got it from Neglected sibling.

Bruce is confused cause an argument between him and Jason almost broke out. But Jason took a breath, said whatever and walked away (He’s gotta go spend hours making an exact replica of Bruce in Create a Sim. Just so he can make sim Bruce exercise to death).

So Bruce is investigating why his children aren’t fighting each other. And when he discovers what is going on, he’s wondering how this started. And Bruce’s investigating peaks the other kids interest and they all know they got it from (insert sibling). But where is (insert sibling).

Meanwhile (insert sibling) is with Neglected sibling both ranting about prices of the new packs sims is releasing. And yeah they’re rich, yeah they have tech that can run sims and mods at the highest settings. But it’s the principle. Both are plotting how to get Wayne Industries to acquire EA to stop releasing broken packs that are just cash grabs, whilst also discussing random drama going on in their sims worlds

Sul Sul ~

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Image from Miiko's Ghibli clouds in Henford-on-Bagley mod.

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Neglected!Influencer!Reader plays with the Bat Family's sims as an unhealthy coping mechanism.

Warnings: GN!Reader, Crack, Sims bullshit.

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"Hey, y'all welcome to my channel. And, I have something a bit special planned." You start off into the camera for you’re not so imaginary audience.

Your attire for this evening, a conglomeration of things you feel comfortable in and things that show of your aesthetic. The most noticeable part of you though with the cheeky grin on your lips as you practically cackle over the fun you’re about to have filming your livestream.

"Sooooo, I've spent the last few days painstakingly recreating my family and my biological father's house in the Sims for us to have a lil’ bit of fun with. Murder, mayhem, or babies. Whatever may suit our fancy this evening.” Already the chaos you could create in your own little word with the family that ignored you filled you with giddiness. You really shouldn’t be left to your own devices.

“Now, y’all might not know, or believe me, but my sperm doanner happens to be the illustrious Bruce Wayne.” You announce only to watch the chat fill with chatter that makes you laugh and cringe.

“And— Chat, stop thirsting over him. Y’all, stop! Oh, my god! He’s not a DILF! He’s an ass! Stop talking about wanting to ride his dick, please. My Momma did that and wouldn’t recommend, it, I’d bet.” You can’t help the laughter that bubbles out of you from the sheer ridiculousness of people.

Tears in the corner of your eyes as you struggle to breathe as one person says it would be an honor to ride the same dick your mother rode and another saying that they would peg him for your mental health.

“My Momma up in heaven fightin’ for her life tryin’ save me a seat cause of y’all…” You wheeze out before continuing.

“Anyway, yeah, I made my entire family, including myself. Plus, I went in and gave everyone their skills already and made their rooms. Which felt kinda creepy, but I also live with Tim and that guys way fucking weirder then me.” You comment, getting the game loaded while you play with one of the knickknacks on your desk and watch the chat.

Some people clearly don’t believe you’re a Wayne, which is fine. The media wasn’t really allowed to talk about you, which was less due to Bruce’s influence and more to the blanket protection he had for Damian. Which was also fine. You’d given up caring and just started coping.

In some strange ways, though.

‘Does this mean you built your fancy house????’

“Yes. Or, least I tried. Secret wine cellar included. Bruce spends a lotta time in there. Man likes his liquor.” Inwardly you cackle. The wine cellar was just to cover for where the Batcave was, but you couldn’t resist painting good ol’ Brucie Wayne as a man who liked fancy wine.

‘Will it be available for download?’

“Yes, everything will be available for download on my Patron later. In case y’all wanna cause mayhem y’allselves or if y’all wanna get freaky-deaky with my own sim. I know I got some freaks in this chat.” You make sure to lean forward and give the screen a look that screams you know exactly what their up to as you watch the Chat get soaked with raised hand emojis and a few suggestive comments that make your cheeks heat up.

As you shake the flush in your face away, the game if fully loaded. Your computer sounding like it’s about to take flight with how hard it’s running. But, it’s literally built to handle crime solving, so it can handle some mods.

“Okay. Okay. That’s enough. Let’s get this party started.” You say as you pull up your Sim family.

‘Did you seriously add your dead sibling?!’

“Oh, Jason’s not dead. He just rebelled against the system and didn’t wanna go to college. But, don’t let that fool you, man’s a nerd.”

‘A nerd I’d let fold me into a pretzel and season me with some baby batter.’

“Horny jail!” You make sure to hit your custom buzzer. Already sensing you’re going to be getting a lot of use out of it tonight.

“Alright, let us begin.” Comes your own little cackle as your rub your hands together like a fly. Cause you’re about to start some shit.

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“Oh my god, starting off strong we have Stephanie literally attracted to everyone’s sim. Like everyone. Even mine. God, that’s gonna come in handy.”

“Okay, so first things first, my strategy. I’ll let chaos reign until I can get Damian to age up. I’d could age him up with a cake, but that would involve having a sims make him a cake. And, I will deny the little shit the joy of sugary love and affection.”

“Oh, shit, I forgot Stephanie was vegan and I’m watching her sim demolish sushi. Shit, does fish count, Chat? Oh, who cares. Moving on!”

“Why is Jason obsessing over yoga and the cooking channel? You know, what go for it. He needs a healthy outlet.”

“Tim’s depressed and about to piss himself while playing video games… Let him, maybe he’ll die of embarrassment!”

“So, Cass was the first to die. Holy shit, she had the most maxed skills in athletics?! How the hell…”

“Duke is literally doing everything he can to befriend my sim. You know what, I like him now. We’re gonna make Dick get a girlfriend and let Duke steal her from him. Y’all know, for science.”

“Bruce… keeps getting… abducted by… aliens…. There are so many layers behind that, my dear Chat… God, it hurts to breathe from how hard I’ve been laughing…”

“Barbara keeps disappearing and I have no idea where— Why is her sim flirting with ALFRED’S!! Ah— ha— fuck, I’m choking!”

“Bruce is pregnant with an alien baby! Bruce is pregnant with an alien baby! I’m keep that motherfucker too! Not gonna abandon my sibling like you did me, asshole…”

“Stephanie just electrocuted herself and is trying to rizz up Death… Acurate!”

“Jason’s scared of Stephanie’s ghost which is also accurate cause I’d be scared too of someone who fucked Death.”

“Oh, God, Damian is scared of the dark. Nope, not accurate. Little shit is the dark. The abyss fears him and his annoying ass.”

“I just heard the baby making noise again, who woohooed? Fuck, which one of y’all woohooed— AH!! NO! Why is my sim in bed with DICK’S! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Which of us is pregnant?!! He was supposed to date someone else and then Duke steal his girl!”

“Tim’s sim is flirting with Duke’s…. And, Duke’s sim is getting the ick. God, yes! Babygirl, know your worth!”

“Bruce’s aim is pregnant again, and turns out it was my sim that got pregnant…. Damn it, Bruce really gotta be stealing my thunder. Don't you have enough kids!”

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Little did you know across the house, playing live in some of the rooms on either phones, laptops, computers, or tablets, was the very people you were playing with. Either pissed or losing their shit laughing along with you.

The shenanigans seemed to go on for hours, and in the back of your mind you had a few thoughts.

This was probably the most fun you’d ever had with your family since moving into the Manor and it wasn’t even really them. Second, you would probably get in trouble with the Wayne family PR team, but it was going to be worth it.

As you logged off for the night, saying your closing remarks as you stretch and grinning to yourself, you are thoroughly satisfied with yourself. Enjoying the comments and donations from your followers before you curl into bed.

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“Mr. Wayne, good evening. Apologies for bothering you, sir. But, did you intentionally mean to spend $10,000 on... EA Games, it looks like?”

“Is that a video game company? Did I buy stock in the company?”

“No, sir. It appears you bought, roughly, seven versions of one game.”

“What game cost that much?”

“The Sims 4, sir.”

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A/N: Technically, I could do Yandere stuff in part two, which would be fun. Or, we could just have fun thinking about what the Batfamily would do with Sim Reader.

A/N: This was a challenge cause I don't actually watch any streamers... So, I hope this hit the mark! I know a lot of people liked Influencer!Reader!

Kofi Link

[luvchaew]

⚶ 𝇂𝇃 LANGUAGE BARRIER (or not?)

chaebol 성훈 𖹭 ceo reader wc𓈒 567 ˃ ᵕ ˂ fluff, cursing, crackk WHERE sunghoon isn't aware of the fact that you speak Korean so he keeps saying how beautiful you are ≛

𝑚. 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

behind all the luxury of the auction and the terrific objects they presented every night, you always ended up facing the real purpose of the event: encountering people as influent as you and giving them some fake smiles, sparing your human traits to give way to a polished and soft-spoken version of yourself.

tonight, the evening seemed to revolve around one name: Park Sunghoon.

a young chaebol that came all his way from Korea to be here, thus the excitement around making deals with him.

the only con was that he barely spoke english, therefore, he had his loyal comrade — Sim Jaeyun, australian that had roots in Asia — glued by his side, interpretating and grinning politely at everyone.

you were next to the bar, getting another dose of champagne when they approached you, bowing.

“hello!” sunghoon greeted in Korean, and you opened your mouth to respond. however, before you had the chance to, the other man said the same but in english, tilting his head.

you immediately changed your demeanour, shifting weight to the other foot and adjusting your shoulders so they'd match the importance of the conversation you were about to have.

“i heard you've come from Korea to be here, right?” you asked, glancing directly at Sunghoon.

whilst Jake told him what you said, he didn't even seem to blink, watching you in shameless awe, and when he did open his mouth, the response wasn't quite what you expected it to be; “she's really pretty, man. like, look at this dress and those lashes, they're literally calling for me”

you frow your eyebrows, dumbfounded by his not-so-corteous response, and when the shorter one starts his lecture about ‘how great the auction is and the terrific time they're having’, you finally comprehend.

they don't know you speak korean at all.

hence, you decide to go along with it, keeping your facade composed and as well-mannered as ever.

“we were deeply interested in investing in vehicles stocks, indeed. it's great you showed up!”

“do you think you can get me her number? i mean, damn— i don't know what she's saying but it's really charming” Sunghoon murmurs, face so serious you'd never believe his words if you weren't hearing it. lips perfectly curved in a small smirk, hair graciously falling on his forehead, dress shirt clinging to his broad shoulders: he looked like the most chivalrous and gentlemanly man in the room, except he wasn't.

Jake shot him a pointed look, trying to hide his annoyance, and turned his head at you; “absolutely! we'd be very content to keep in touch. Asia really needs significant people like you.”

“you flatter me, Sunghoon.” you raise an eyebrow at that, sounding more sarcastic than you'd intended, “it's our pleasure.”

with some other compliments and exchanged courtesies, the conversation seems to come to an end, and the chaebol bows to you again, expressionless.

you clench your jaw, walking forward. when you stroll enough you're sufficiently close to him, you lower your voice, whispering so only he'd listen;

“i do speak Korean, you know” you express in your flawless-accent, the smile noticeable with the sound of it. you chuckle darkly before stepping ahead, not even bothering to check his reaction.

you considered it a signed contract.

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stop waiting- L.H

There's not a synopsis, I'm sorry

Disclaimer: nsfw, contains smut!!

It had been 3 months since Lee Heeseung’s world turned upside down. 3 months since he switched from a homemade man to a big party animal. 3 months since his girlfriend, Karina, left. 4 years of relationship, for nothing. 4 years of promises and plans simply went down the sink. 4 years for at the end be cheated on with that Sim Jake guy. But Heeseung didn’t need her anymore, he had his soju, his hennessy and his weed. They would never leave him. That’s why every Friday night till Monday morning, he had his ass stuck in a party, surrounded by strangers, numb of feelings. 

Numb of feelings, that was the best part, he couldn’t feel anything among the strangers, |among the drinking, the loud music, among the dancing, the sweat bodies, among the sex, and the different beds he had been on. 3 months of living completely alienated from reality. It was the price he decided to pay in order to not feel the pain, to try, somehow, fill the void Karina left on him.

He was at one of those parties, smoking some weed on someone's couch, next to his best friends Jay, Sunghoon and Ni-ki. He didn’t talk or hung out with them too much when he was in a relationship. But now, he was free and he had no one to tell him what to do or not. Even though his focus wasn’t on his friends, it was on a girl across the room. She was wearing a mini skirt and stiletto heels and she was an old acquaintance, they studied at the same high school, they had art classes together, and he simply hated that girl. 

He hated her because she was perfect. She was beautiful, talented, kind, funny and intelligent, and, of course, he had fallen in love with her back then, when he was still a loser. During that time, they became closer very quickly, and he did everything for her. Everything to see her smiling. But she kept him in the friendzone, because she was banging with his old brother, Lee Taemin, who simply dumped her 2 months later, after he lost interest.

 It was 4 years ago. It was the last time she talked to him, and because of that, even being perfect she was also an asshole.

He kept staring at her, wondering how were the odds they would be at the same party, in the same night? He dragged his joint again, trying to relax and praying she would go away soon. He probably wasn’t good in that manifestation thing cause out of the blue, she started to scan the room, till her gaze crossed with his. “Fuck”, he cursed under his breath. And, worse, she started to walk toward his group. “For fuck’s sake…”, he cursed again, then tilted on the couch, trying to convince himself that her presence wasn’t making him uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen her in 4 years, but she looked even more beautiful, the most radiant and sexy version of her, which made him hate her even more. “Damn”, he thought when she stopped in front of the couch he and his friends were sitting on. 

“Hello, guys!”, she greeted, smiling, “Hey!”, drunk Sunghoon, sober Jay and stoned Ni-ki greeted her. But not Heeseung. She lifted an eyebrow and turned specifically to him “Hi, Heeeung”. He lifted his gaze, dragged his joint and exhaled slowly, everyone was looking at him, apparently he had no choice but to answer “‘Sup?” “Are you good?” “Do I look good to you?”. She stared at him, he looked good, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. “It’s been a while…”, she continued. Heeseung chuckled, “You think so?” “Why does he keep making rhetorical questions?”, she thought. “Can we… hum… can we talk? In private” “Now you wanna talk?” “Well, yes, it’s important” “You can speak. My bros and I, we’ve got no secrets” “I know we haven't spoken in a while…” “A while?!”, she ignored the 1000th interruption and continued,  “...but, hum, could you tell your brother to stop trying to get in contact with me, please?” “Are you talking about Taemin?”, she nodded. Hee laughed, “You gotta be fucking kidding me! You come here, after 4 years, to ask me a favor!? Involving my hyung!?”, he paused to chuckle, “Do you think I am some sort of idiot?”. 

She was embarrassed, the way he was stating she did sound like a selfish bitch “No… I just didn’t know who else to occur” “Well, if you want Taemin hyung to stay away from you, you go and tell him yourself”, she held back the tears, she didn’t remember Heeseung being so rude. Probably because he wasn't, but now he hated all women, he despised them. 

“Heeseung, please, I wouldn’t ask you if I didn’t need your help” “I’m not your fucking bitchboy anymore” “But…” “If you’re done already, the door it's that way” he pointed to the door of the living room. “If you aren’t done yet, go anyway”. She opened her mouth to say another thing but she gave up, it didn’t seem he was going to bend.

 “Sorry for bothering you. Bye, guys” “Bye!”, the other 3 said, while the 4 of them watched her go. Jay poked Heeseung’s arm to scold his friend, “Bro, you didn’t have to be rude with her” “What?! Are you defending her?!” “Bro, I’m just saying you could have helped her, you know your brother is an asshole!” “She’s not my problem, Jay. She picked Taemin back then, now she deals with him” “Yeah, but can you stop acting like a resentful child just for a second and…”, Heeseung put his hand on his ears and shouted, “Ah!”, Jay shutted his mouth and tapped his ears “You’re giving me a headache, Jongseong!” “What a hypocrite”, he thought before standing up. “Where are you going?”, Sunghoon asked “Bathroom” “Good! Bring me some more of this drink, yeah?” “Don’t you think you’ve drank too much already?” “Sorry, mom”, Jay rolled his eyes, “Will be back soon”.

When Jay stepped out of the bathroom the first thing he saw was her talking to her friend Minji. She had red eyes and was clearly nervous. He probably shouldn’t cause of his loyalty to Heeseung, but he couldn’t help himself, he had to do something to help. So he approached them, “Excuse me, girls…”, they turned to him “Hi, Jay”, she sniffed. Jay and her were friends in high school, they were lab partners, but he ended up being under Heeseung’s guard after they stopped talking. “I’m so sorry about Hee, he has been angry at everything lately” “It’s ok, I shouldn’t have talked to him, I know Karina doesn't like it, but he was truly my last option” “You…” “She’s telling the truth. She already tried everything, but Lee Taemin keeps creating fake accounts on instagram just to try talking with her”, Minji completed “I’m sure he does, but… you said Karina doesn’t like it when you talk to Heeseung?” “Yeah, that’s why I distanced from him” “You’re kidding, right?”. She crossed her arms and lifted an eyebrow, “No, Jay, I’m not” “Heeseung thinks you did that because of his brother” “Why would I? Heeseung was one of my best friends back then” “Fuck!”, Jay put his hand on his forehead, “Heeseung is so stupid!” “Why?” “Karina told him you asked her to tell Heeseung that if one Lee sucks, then 2 Lees probably sucked the double and you would rather lose your vision than to see any of them in front of you again” “What?!”, she and Minji said in unison “I never said that. Karina hated me since the first time we met” “Its true”, Minji commented.  “Oh my God, I have to tell Heeseung about that”, Jay turned to leave, but she didn’t let him. “Jay, wait…”, she held his arm, he looked down at her hand “What?” “Don’t do it. I don’t want to ruin their relationship. Hee’s happy with her and I want him to be happy. Even with a nasty bitch like her” “Lucky for you, they are not together anymore”, her lips parted. “W-what? Is that for real?”, he nodded “What happened?” “She cheated” “With who?!”, Minji asked “Minji!”, she scolded her friend “How’s he dealing with that?” “Terribly. He’s angry at everyone and everything. He goes out every weekend, he leaves on Friday night, and shows up on Tuesday morning. And he’s drinking and smoking a lot” “Damn”, she muttered “I really thought it was weird to find him here tonight” “Yeah… Anyway I’ll try to convince him to talk to his brother” “Ok. Thank you, Jay, it really means a lot to me”, he smiled “It’s nothing. Bye, girls”, he said before winking at them and leaving.

When he joined his friends on the couch again, Heeseung wasn’t there anymore. Sunghoon was laying down, with his mouth open, REM sleeping while Ni-ki tied the korean man’s shoe’s laces in a way that Hoon would fall when he stood up. “Where is Heeseung?” “What?” “Heeseung. Where’s he?” “I have no fucking idea, bro” “Damn, Ni-ki! Is the weed destroying your neurons?” “Bro, I am not understanding anything you are saying today” “Fuck…”, Jay muttered, before leaving to try to find Heeseung. He asked at least 30 wrong people before finding the right one “Jungwoon! “Hey, Jay” “Have you seen Heeseung?” “I don’t even see him at home, man”, they were roommates, “Fuck…” “I think I saw him in the kitchen with a girl, then they disappeared”, Jay groaned. 

He knew it meant he wasn't going to hear from Heeseung till Tuesday “Ok, Woon. Thanks bro”, he poked the younger’s chest and left, Sunghoon and Ni-ki would need his help to reach home and trying to find Heeseung was pointless.

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A week later:

Jay was at the apartment they shared with Sunghoon and Niki. The 3 of them were having a gaming night, they even invited Jungwoon and Heeseung, but none of them heard from Heeseung since last Saturday. According to Jungwoon, he didn’t spend much time at their place as well. “He went home on Monday, I guess. Then he went to work, I didn’t hear from him for 2 days, and yesterday he showed up, said he had an off day and stayed in his room all day. I went to work this morning and when I came home in the afternoon he was already not there”, Jungwoon told them, sitting on their carpet while eating popcorn.

“Are guys worried about him or is it just me?”, Sunghoon asked “Yeah!”, the rest of them answered in unison. “Yes, man. But I have a plan” “What’s it?” “Do you guys remember that girl from his art class? The one he was best friends with?”, the other 3 nodded, “You don’t even attend the same high school as us Jungwoon!”, Sunghoon pointed out, “I want to be included. Now go on, Jay” “So, I talked to her at the party we went to last weekend, and it turns out Karina lied to Heeseung all that time” “What happened?”, Niki asked, “She never said those things to his ex. Apparently Karina just didn’t like their friendship and she cut contact to avoid ruining it” “Karina didn’t like any of his friendships”, Jungwoon added “That bitch”, Sunghoon rolled his eyes, disgusted. “You have to tell him that”, Ni-ki said “Yeah, but who said I can talk to him?”, at that moment Jay’s phone buzzed:

Lee Heeseung shared his live location with you

“Oh my God, guys. It's him!”, felt like he guessed he was the subject of their conversation. “What does it say?”, Woon asked “He just sent me his location”:

Park Jongseong: ‘Need me to pick you up, bro?’

Lee Heeseung: ‘Nah, come over. Bring the guys with you’

Park Jongseong: ‘Which guys?’

Lee Heeseung: ‘Anyone you want. Just come, it's boring without you to parent me’

“He wants us to come to a club in Hongdae”, they protested, nobody is in the mood for it. “I go, you guys can stay” “No! It’s game night! It’s not gaming night without you, Jay”, Sunghoon cried, “But I have to talk to him” “Do you think it will really help him to know the truth?” “I think so, at least a little” “So you should go” “Yeah…”

Park Jongseong: ‘Omw. Will be there in 20’

28 minutes later, Jay found himself in a club, trying to avoid being pushed and humped by the people on the dancefloor. He tried to text and call Heeseung one thousand times but he wasn’t successful. It took him more than 10 minutes to find the motherfucker among a smoke of weed and 2 girls on his lap, one in which leg.  “Jongseong! Finally, man!”, Heeseung shouted so Jay could hear him over the loud music. “Same, bro! Same!”, Jay already had lost his patience, he didn’t know if it was because of the ocean of sweat and drunk people he had to face to find Heeseung or the whole past 3 months. “What’s wrong, man!? You seem stressed!” “I’m stressed!” “Why, bro!?” “I have to tell you something and you went missing the whole damn week! Where have you been, man!?” “Here and there! What do you want to tell me!?” “I'd rather do this somewhere where I don't have to shout in order for you to hear me!” “Chill out, man! At least tell me what this is about!” “Karina!”. Heeseung furrowed and his jaw tightened up, “I don’t want to know!” “Yes, you do!” “No,  I don’t! She’s past!”, Jay pressed his temple, he was already done with that son of of a bitch, ““Can you stop being a fucking brat for at least 10 minutes and listen to me?!”, Jay said with his jaw and fist clenched. “Ok, ok! Chill, bro!”. 

After Hee convinced the girls to leave his lap, he walked with Jay for the parking lot. He sat on the hood of his friend’s car and lit up another joint. He offered to Jay, but he declined “So, what’s about Karina?” “She is a freaking liar” “I know. That’s why we are not together anymore” “That’s why you’ve lost your best friend too” “What are you talking about?” “Remember when Karina said she asked her to…”, Heeseung cutted Jay, he didn’t want to remember those words. “Yeah, yeah, go on” “Apparently Karina made everything up” “How do you know?” “She said she never asked Karina anything. She also told me Karina didn’t like when you guys were friends. So she stopped talking to you cause she didnt want to ruin your relationship”. Heeseung scratched his chin, trying to find a way to attack her, "How do you know she isn’t lying too?” “You know what happened to all your friendships when you were dating her”, Jay was right, Karina didn't like any of his friends, boy or girl, she wanted him all for herself. 

He dragged again, trying to process everything Jay said, “So… it wasn’t because of Taemin?” “No! She was your best friend, man, she wouldn’t have done it to you”. Heeseung placed his hands behind his head, everything Jay said made sense, all he wanted to do was scream. “Fuck!”, he screamed repeatedly. He jumped from the hood of Jay’s car and started to walk around “Can’t fucking believe on this!” “I couldn’t either” “Damn! All of those years for nothing”, he stopped walking in a sudden, as he remembered something really important. “And she reached out for my help, bro. And I acted like an asshole!” “Yeah, but you can fix that” “How?” “Talk to your brother” “Yeah, man I thought about that”, Jay rolled his eyes, Heeseung’s sarcasm didn’t affect him anymore. The older man threw the joint on the ground and stumbled on it with his shoe. “Can you help me? I think he’s here”, “Yeah, su…”, Jay’s phone interrupted him. 

He got surprised when he checked on it, and saw her name on the screen “Hold on, it’s her”, he picked up “Hello?” “Jay? Please, help…”, he heard a sound of crashing, as her phone had been thrown on the floor “Hello? Are you still there?” “Who said you could do that shit, huh?”, he heard a masculine voice approaching her phone along footsteps “It was a mistake, nobody needs help. Bye’’, Jay’s face turned into white, as he saw a corpse. “Jay! What happened?” ”Taemin, I think he’s with her” “Fuck!”, he cursed “Stop cursing and let’s find them. I heard an echo, I think they’re in the bathroom” “Let’s go!”.

…

“Who’s that Jay, hum? Is he your new boyfriend?” “What if he is? It’s none of your business, your creep!” “Nah, nah, nah, baby girl. Don’t speak like that to me, cause I already made you happy” “It wasn’t happiness! You used me for your own pleasure when I was hopelessly in love with you!”, Taemin chuckled, and touched her chin. “Well, I guess I did. But…”, he approached her lips “I’m truly “ “Bullshit”, she spitted on his face “Ugh! That’s disgusting!”, he dried his face “Where are your manners?” “Who are you to talk about manners?! You were just rubbing your boner on my groin without my consent!” “It’s so cute when you pretend you weren’t enjoying it” “I wasn’t!” “Sure”, he caged her in between his arms, and dipped down to kiss her, but she didn’t kiss him back, of course. He pressed his erection in between her legs, holding her forearms against the wall when she tried to fight back.

That's when Jay and Heeseung came into the bathroom. Heeseung’s blood started to boil when he saw his hyung forcing her to kiss him “Lee Taemin!”, he shouted. His brother stopped kissing her and turned around “Heeseung?!” “Take your hands off her!” “Right now!”, Jay completed “Yeah, right now!”. Taemin laughed, “Or what?”, Heeseung approached him “Or I will tell dad you have been selling drugs to teenagers, he will love it” “Are you really using the ‘I’ll tell dad’ card?” “You bet I am”, the oldest man looked at her, then to his young brother “Fuck it! This bitch isn't worth it”, he took his hand out of her “If she isn't worth you can leave her alone, right?” “Whatever, man”, he slammed the door when he left the bathroom. 

At that moment, she slid her body down the wall, buried her face in her knees and started to cry. Heeseung looked at her, then to Jay, he didn’t know what to do. “Do something”, Jay mouthed “Me!?” “Yes, go!” “No! You go!”, Jay didn’t even bother answering, he just turned around and left the bathroom. Hee rolled his eyes, then squatted in front of  her and tapped her head, softly, “Hey… are you ok?”, she lifted her head and looked at him, she looked scared “Did he hurt you?” “N-no, he just forced me to kiss him and pressed his hard dick on his groin” “Fucking disgusting”, he muttered. “I was so scared he would do something more”, Hee stretched his hand and caressed her hair “It’s ok, he is not here anymore and he will not bother you again”, she leaned forward and hugged him “Thank you, Hee”, he nodded, without hugging her back. Then, he took her arms off him and stood up, “Well, I think I’m going to take some air, wanna join me?” “Ok”, he helped her stand up and took her to the parking lot.

After Heeseung called Jay and told him everything was ok and he could go back to his gaming night, they sat on the hood of her car. Heeseung got a beer on their way out of the club and she was laying down, stargazing. “Jay…”, she looked at him, “...he said you and Karina broke up”, he nodded, drinking more of his beer “He said to me you stopped talking to me because of her” “It’s true” “I thought you were an asshole for all those years. That you didn’t care about me or our friendship…”, he paused “...it was just made up”, he drank more. She sat up, “Hee, I always cared about you and our friendship, I’m sorry that I just walked away instead of talking to you, I just wanted to see you happy” “I’m sorry for not trying to understand you too, I just believed in her blindly” “It’s ok”. 

They remained silent for a few moments before he finally said something. “I missed you” “I missed you too, Hee” “I like your tattoo”, he pointed to her left thigh. She had a beautiful and majestic dragon who went from her low belly to her leg “Do you?” “Yeah. It comes to the hip?” “To the low belly” “Wow! Sick’ “Thank you! I drew it by myself” “Really?!”, she nodded “I remember when we were in high school you were very good at art class” “Yes, I miss that time” “I don’t “Really?” “Yeah. That time was hell” “Why?” “I suffered every time I was around you” “I don’t understand…” “I had a massive crush on you and you just wanted to know about my brother” “You had a crush on me!?” “Yeah” “Well, I had a crush on you too!” “What?!” “But you were always flirting with Karina, so I thought you wanted her, not me. So when Taemin started to flirt with me, I just… got hooked on him” “She was the one who flirted with me!” “But you let her” “Damn, can’t believe it. Fucking unbelievable!”, there it goes, he was losing his temper again. 

He jumped off the car’s hood and started to scream with her, “Do you have any idea of how happy we could be right now?!” “Hee…” “I’m ruined because of her! Ruined! And you!? You were almost raped in that bathroom! Fuck!”, he kicked the front tire of her Jeep. She jumped off the hood too, “Why are you so mad about it?! You were the one who got into a toxic relationship! The one who lost yourself in that damn relationship!” “Why didn’t you tell me you like me?! Why?!” “Why didn’t you tell me you liked me?!”, he didn’t say anything, she was right, it was as much his fault as hers. But she was pissed with his behavior since the last party, “I know why, cause you’re a coward!” “Shut up..”, he muttered, “You’re a fucking pussy! Your fucking loser!” “I told you to shut up!”, he screamed at her. She stepped forward, till her nose was inches from his nose “Or what? Fucking assho…”, but he didn’t let her finish, he took her lips on hers, discharging all the represed anger, all the feeling of inferiority he felt over the past years. It all turned into a ferrous, aggressive kiss. 

She felt his salty tears on her lips, maybe she had crossed the line, so she pulled away from him to apologize “I’m sorry, Hee. I didn’t mean to, I was angry and…” “Shut up” “But…” “Did you enjoy the kiss?” “Well, I didn’t have much time to savour it but…” “Can you just fucking answer me?” “Yes… I think so” “Good”, Heeseung pulled her waist to another kiss, this time he leaned her against the hood of the car, in which she laid down, melting to the kiss, enjoying all the magical tricks Heeseung was doing with his blessed tongue. She never thought he could make her feel this way. She put her fingers on his hair and pulled it, searching for some relief. He moaned into her mouth, running a hand up her thigh, pulling her dress up with it, stopping on her belly button line. He looked down to appreciate the tattoo “You’re a terrific artist” “Thanks”, he took another look at it, then rubbed her hip bone, she thrusted it up as a reflex, he smirked “I can’t fuck you in public, babygirl” “I have a car, you know?” “I am waiting for your invitation”, she smirked, then reached for her purse and car keys. She stood up, then unlocked the car and opened the backseat door “Come in”, he did, she followed, slamming the door behind her.

Heeseung threw his belongings on the seat next to him “Come here”, he tapped his lap, she took her heels off and obeyed him. He grabbed her hips and pulled it down against his boner, wanting her to feel how much a simple kiss just made him crazy. She moaned with the stimulation, “Damn, you’re already so hard”, she muttered “It hurts”, he faked a pout “Won’t you help me?”, she smirked before moving her hand to his belt, unbuckling it. Heeseung watched her open his zipper and pull his boxers just enough for freeing his hard member, she gulped when she saw it, he was bigger than she thought. He squeezed her hips lightly, “Are you ok?” “Yes, I… I’m just thinking about how sore I’m going to be tomorrow”, he smirked “You know what a man likes to hear”, she took her lips to his neck, sucking it with the goal of leaving a mark on the sensitive skin. Heeseung threw his head back, and rolled his eyes, trying to suppress the groan stuck in his throat, his cock pressed against her belly was aching, he needed some damn relief. She finally pulled away from his neck to see her masterpiece “You are going to wake up with a bruise on your neck just for you to know” “You’re a fucking temptation”, he muttered, “What are you going to do about it?”, he didn’t botter in answer, he just ran his hand down her dress and pulled her laced pantie to the side. He looked her in the eyes the whole time he got into her, her facial expressions trying to hold a moan back was priceless, when his head collided with her cervix he started to move her hips, and neither of them could keep silent anymore, soon the moans started to stood out the sound of skin colliding. The windows of the cars started to fog but it wasn't important, Hee looked at her, who had her lips nailed in her bottom lip as she moved her hips by herself, “You’re taking me so well”, he commented in between his cutted breath, “Are you calling me a whore?” “I don’t mind if you are a whore, as long as you are my whore from now on”, she changed the angle of her hips, founding  a sensitive spot, unable to speak more than just a muttered “Yes”, she whined, “Fuck, I’m cummming very very soon”  “Good girl”, he held her hips again helping her to hit the edge, and when she did, he bucked his hips up to reach his own orgasm. After he unloaded inside of her, he pulled her body against his chest and muttered against her hair, “You are mine now”

…

2 months later:

Dragons. All Heeseung could think about was dragons. Because the thing he saw the most over the past 2 months was a dragon. Her tattoo dragon. Sex was good and she treated him like her boyfriend. Safer than fuck random girls he found in parties. It didn't mean he gave up on his shallow life. He still went to parties, he still avoided his feelings and had no intention in turning what they had into something serious. Even so, during the past 2 months he got a lot better, he wasn’t angry anymore, he still went to parties, but just Friday and Saturday nights, he went home after the parties ended, he started to help Jungwoon taking care of their place, he participated of the gaming nights, he took her out to places where there was not alcohol, he didn’t even got late for work anymore. Heeseung’s friends loved her, they knew he was feeling better because of her presence and her cares, “I feel like the void inside of me is finally filled again”, he confessed to Jay once “Don’t you think this is a problem?” “Why would  it be?” “If she’s gone you will feel empty again” “She’s not leaving, bro” “How are you so sure?” “I just am” “If you say so”. But one day, everything was about to change, he just didn’t know yet. 

Heeseung had a day off work and he decided he wanted to spend it with her. He texted her a casual:

‘I need you. Come over’

And half an hour later she was there, naked on his bed, doing what they did the most. They usually had very funny and nonsense talks after sex but that time she chose a topic Heeseung didn’t like at all, “Don’t you think…”, she said while tracing lines into his chest, where she was laying on,  “What?” “...shouldn’t we like…” “Just say it, you can say anything to me” “...shouldn’t we be dating?” “Oh! Why do you think like that?” “Cause we’ve been doing this for almost 3 months already, and we kinda act like a couple but we're not a couple officially” “Why do you think we act like a couple?” “Because we do” “But… give me an example” “We go out on dates, we have sex, I know your friends and family and you know mine… Do you need a few more?”, she was right, he was getting trapped, “I don’t know, I ended a 4 year relationship 6 months ago” “Do you still love her?” “No, I don’t” “Do you love me?”, he lifted his head from the pillow “Do you love me?”, she lifted from his chest “Well, yes” “What?!”, he sat up too “Why?!” “What do you mean with why, bro? Do I need a reason to love you?” “Well, I don’t know how you can love me”, he stood from the bed, panicking, “Well, I see now”, she stood up too and started to wear her clothes, “Hold on, you don’t have to leave. We can just pretend we didn’t have this conversation, and you didn’t say you love me. There’s no need to feel embarrassed” “No. I am not embarrassed and I don’t want to pretend I didn’t say I love you. I’m not ashamed of my feelings” “Fine! Just… don’t go” “Look, Heeseung, we probably shouldn’t see each other anymore” “What?! Why?!” “You clearly need to love yourself right now and I am not wasting my time with someone who is not even aware of that”, she passed through him and grabbed her purse, “C’mon!” “Bye, Hee, figure that mess out”, then she walked out the door. Heeseung sat on his bed, still naked, feeling the hole in his chest getting voided again.

…..

2 weeks later, Heeseung felt like hitting the rock bottom. He was at a party again, leaning on the wall, holding a red cup with some shit cheap whiskey in it. His eyes burned two people across the room: Ni-ki and her.

He actually missed her and watching her getting all flirty with one of his best friends didn’t make things any easier. Ni-ki didn’t have much fault, she was the one who started a conversation and she was the one who kept touching his arm and chest whenever he said something funny, which was very often. But Ni-ki was equally blamed cause he bent to her charm, he probably was high from some herb he smoked. They were getting closer and closer, Heeseung could picture them leaning for a kiss anytime soon and for that, Jay could see smoke coming out from his ears. “What the hell are you doing, man?”, he asked, “Wondering which part of his face Ni-ki would like to be punched’ “Bro, no! You can’t do it!” “But I guess I will” “Please, don’t. Stop watching them”, but he couldn’t, he tried 3 thousand times and his eyes kept turning back to them. “Unfortunately, this isn’t an option” “Why not?” “Cause I fucking can’t, Jay! Fuck… Do you think I like it!?” “What’s the matter? You say you were happy to be completely free again” “It turns out I’m not” “What’s going on, bro?” “I miss her” “Do you?” “She made me feel… good, the best I felt the past 6 months. So,  yeah, I miss her” “And you’re going to sit here and watch her flirting with someone else?” “She wants a real relationship” “So what?” “I’m never going to date again” “Hee, I know trauma can be difficult to get over but… if you want her, you must face your fear before someone else does and you lose her forever. I know Ni-ki wouldn’t mind having a girlfriend, so stop waiting and go after her! ”. He closed his eyes, just the thought of Ni-ki and her being a couple and having them around as a couple was killing him inside, but he couldn’t be in a serious relationship, not after everything Karina did to him. He opened his eyes to tell Jay he was going to leave, but he saw Ni-ki bending down and whispering something in her ear. And worse, she giggled, then nodded, which impulsed Heeseung to stand up and walk towards them. Then, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the bathroom, ignoring all her protests. 

“What the fuck, Heeseung?!”, he didn’t say anything, “You’re being fucking ridiculous just like your brother. He did the exact same thing, forced me into a bathroom with him and did things I didn’t want to!” “Don’t compare me with Taemin. He’s a piece of shit” “You’re exactly like him, asshole. He just wanted to have fun with me, so did you!”. He was facing a window, she couldn’t see his face, so she didn’t know he was crying till he sniffed, rubbed his nose with his point and middle fingers before turning to her and saying with a weak voice “Shut up…” her furrow faded away instantly, her face relaxed, she didn’t know what was worse: his shaky voice, his swollen eyes or the sadness he was carrying in his gaze. She walked toward the Korean man “Oh, my God, Hee! Are you actually crying?” he nodded “Why!? I know I was rude, but, didn't mean to make you cry”, he didn’t say anything “Hee, talk to me…” he cleaned his throat “I…” he paused “Don’t…” “Don’t what?” “Pick him. Pick me” his voice failed again, he only had strength left to beg “Please” she frowned again “We already talked about it. If you’re not willing to take things seriously, you should let me go”, he didn’t say anything again, “Are you going to make things serious between us?”. He looked at her, she was waiting for an answer with a question mark expression printed on her face. “Fuck it” he said, grabbing her nape and pulling her for a kiss. A messy kiss cause he was a fucking big mess at the moment. He spent the last 3 hours thinking about the possibility of her lips being touched by Ni-ki’s lips and he was going crazy about it. So, yeah, he might be fucking rude in his perspective for just kissing her with roughness and without her consent, but he didn’t fucking care at that point. 

All that mattered at that moment was the grip on his hair, her jawline being cupped by his big hands, those heavenly pieces of flash moving with his, the sweet taste of her cherry lip gloss mixing the salty taste of his tears, rolling down his face, reaching their lips and being absorbed by that act of love. Then suddenly, her hands moved from his hair to the hem of his t-shirt and started to run over his bare chest. In that moment, his conscience hitted him and he broke the kiss, stepping back “I’m so sorry. I….”, she looked up at him, searching for some hope, a small sign which would show her that, yes, he was going to fight with his own demons for her, for them. He rubbed the skin of her cheek, smiled, then nodded, “I’m doing anything for you, babygirl”. She smiled at him, maybe this time, he wasn’t going to run away anymore. 

[ice-creamforbreakfast]

My 𝐓𝐨𝐩 24 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 from 2024🎉

Thank you to @surely-sims and @lostinsixam for tagging me 🥰

This was a bit of a wild year, so there were gaps in my simming activities, but I still got up to the usual chaos!

Tagging @obigem, @simmingnate, @eljeebee, @gilded-ghosts, @melbrewer367 and anyone else who wants to take part!

January

Starting off with Aria and Ryozo's wedding. It wasn't meant to happen, but every time I had plans to throw a spanner in the works, his little face stopped me. Of course Aria wore a pink, sequin jumpsuit.

When Elio met Allan. Aria, ever the social climber, invited Allan and his mum over to be neighbourly/nosey and Allan's first impression of Elio was less than enthusiastic. They later bonded over being scouts weirdos.

February

I started a BACC challenge and absolutely loved it, then my ADHD brain kicked in and I got very confused and it became too stressful to follow the rules 🤣 I may revisit it at some point.

As a direct result of my BACC confusion, I started playing my very old, and very loved Enekjaer rotational save in TS3. There's something lovely about time just standing still, even as the years hurtle past.

March

The Crumplebottoms celebrate Gaia's birthday. I love this save. There's no set story, only chaos.

The penny drops for Elio, who was oblivious in his scouting weirdness. I love his vacant little face.

April

The wig snatching motherplant makes itself known to Elio, and unknown to him, sets him on a path that will shape the rest of his life.

Not a screenshot as such, but one of the CC sets I'm most proud of. I was so honoured that my bestie @obigem trusted me to work with her on this collection and very happy with how it turned out.

May

I had jaw surgery and the drugs were good. I don't remember doing this, but I guess this is when I downloaded Re-Light.

My bebe Caleb in the TS3verse. He was one of the first sims I created (if not the first) when I got the TS4 CAS demo, so it felt right that he got to be in other versions of the game.

June

Elio fucked around and found out. Sure it all worked out in the end, but I did enjoy the mess.

Trashleen coming in hot with the good advice. "Let them chat shit behind your back. Rent is expensive." She's correct. Live rent-free in the heads of your enemies.

July

I spent way too much time building Evil Pappy's Glue factory for a few photos of Alan's post-school fate and subsequent rescue. It made sense in my head for an evil cowboy to have a glue factory.

August

Trashleen and Mitzipuff lead the pack when it comes to style, but they just had to jump on the 'demure and mindful' trend for this shot.

The Motherplant battle always gives amazing shots. Elio and his friends beat the Motherplant and managed to rescue Miguel.

September

I update my models subtly every so often, but this time, quite a few of them visited the CAS surgeon for some minor adjustments.

I love the entire Poppy Collection I made with @surely-sims, but this dress is my standout and I'm so pleased with what I was able to achieve with it! Izumi serves as an 80s goddess.

October

October brought us Life and Death, and of course the big face mountain deserved a Cabbagepatch photoshop edit!

And then we have three! Elio, Allan and Miguel sorted their drama and decided to try being a throuple...it just so happened that the game allowed it now.

November

I was inspired by Ravenwood, and decided to do a little elven edit. No storyline, only elves and fireflies.

November marked the return of the Smyths, and a huge change in Cabbagepatch's relationship with her arch enemy Figgyduff. The sisters joined forces to conquer the Clucking Cosa Nostra once and for all.

December

Cabbagepatch formally invites you to attend a beautiful Easter concert with some definitely Easter themed CC that will be released most generously and totally on time for the Easter season in which they are meant to be used.

@joliebean and I were on our Christmas bullshit again with our latest Christmas collab! Esther got added back into the model rotation for this Marilyn moment.

[plumpic]

Good day. My name is Sydney Vanderweiden. I am the one who once decided that her life should become something more. The founder of a dynasty... It sounds grand, doesn’t it? Though sometimes, it feels like a dream I made up for myself.

I’m in my forties now. A writer. Sometimes, when I write, it feels like I’m not just creating stories—I’m creating myself. But the past... it’s almost faded now. Like old photographs left in the sun too long. I only remember fragments: scents, sounds, feelings. My youth... it was so vivid, so alive. As if it wasn’t me, but someone else.

Now I watch Chris, my son. He’s walking his own path, making his own mistakes, finding his own victories. I’ve poured everything I could into him. I hope he understands that I did it for a reason.

And then there’s Lilith, my daughter. She’s still so young, so carefree. Sometimes, when I look at her, I see myself—the version of me that didn’t yet know how complicated this world could be.

They say we Sims are just pixels. That we have no souls. Maybe it’s true. But you know what I think? We become real when someone hears us. When someone reads our stories, sees our lives. I think I heard a bird outside whispering that to me once.

Welcome to the Vanderweiden dynasty. I’ve poured everything I have into it. My entire soul, if I even have one. And I wish the same for you—to find something worth pouring yourself into.

[yuriosakawa]

Atom Eve hovered just above the city skyline, the moonlight barely catching the tired slump of her shoulders. After a particularly annoying day of saving a mall from imploding and an even more draining argument with her dad about how “superheroes aren’t a real career,” she finally retreated home, landed on her balcony, and faceplanted into her bed.

“God,” she mumbled into her pillow. “I need a break. Or a drink. Or a dimension where parents don't suck.”

Instead, she settled for Steam.

Booting up her laptop, she planned to mindlessly browse until something caught her eye—a coping ritual she'd perfected over the past few months. But then… there it was. In all its weirdly pink, sparkly glory.

"Super Love Crisis: Teen Team Edition!": An immersive dating sim where YOU romance the boys of the Teen Team!

Her eyes narrowed. “The hell?”

Curiosity outweighed pride. She clicked. She downloaded. She booted it up.

Two hours later, Eve sat cross-legged on her bed, eyes locked onto the screen. Her character was currently in a café, sipping a cappuccino across from a brooding artistic still-frame version of Robot.

Robot: “It is not logical for me to express emotions… but when I am with you, I feel a variable increase in serotonin levels.”

Eve blinked. “Did… did they actually make that hot? Am I okay???”

She clicked again, giggling as Robot awkwardly offered her a cube-shaped rose he had “synthesized using lab-grown petals.” Then she gasped—her stats jumped. +10 Intelligence and +5 Romance. Her character blushed.

“Oh my God.”

It didn’t stop there. Rex’s route was chaotic in the best way, filled with shirtless training montages, stupid puns, and misguided attempts to woo her with fireworks that spelled out “U HOT.” And Invincible?

Invincible’s route had the most heart—sincere late-night conversations, shared trauma bonding, and awkward first kisses under digital starlight.

By 3AM, Eve had unlocked three CGs, two bonus scenes, and was heavily invested in a love triangle between her, Rex, and Mark.

But the question clawed at her brain: Who the hell made this?!

——————————————————

Eve flew to the college dorms with one mission: find the masterminds. After some casual stalking—er, investigating—she cornered William and Amber in the common room, where they were laughing over a laptop.

William jumped when she appeared behind them. “Jesus! Eve! Don’t do that!”

“You made it, didn’t you?” Eve pointed accusingly at the screen. “Super Love Crisis: Teen Team Edition. That was you two.”

Amber blinked. “...You played it?”

Eve crossed her arms. “I lived it.”

William grinned. “Good, because I wrote Robot’s route.”

“And I did Rex,” Amber added. “But Mark helped us with his own dialogue. We figured, who knows Mark better than Mark?”

Eve’s mouth dropped open. “Mark knows about this?!”

William snorted. “He found it hilarious. We even recorded him saying ‘Did someone say cuddling?’ for the bonus voice pack.”

Eve flushed. “Okay. Okay. This is insane. And illegal. And probably violating at least seven IP laws.”

Amber smirked. “But did you like it?”

Eve hesitated.

“…I romanced all three of them and can’t decide who I love more.”

William and Amber high-fived.

[weirdbeancurd]

A Lesson Learned- Tickle Fic

@softer-sunny @nyforceuser @secretly-tword-obsessed I loved the star wars content y'all do, and thought you might enjoy! (Sorry if this tag bothers you, I can totally remove it if youd like)

"I regret introducing you guys.”

“It's not my fault you were such an embarrassing cadet. Like that time during a training sim where you-”

“Bly. Do you ever shut up?”

“Hey, have some respect. That's your ori’vod you're speaking to.”

“Fuck you, Boil.”

The man snickers.

He's lucky Cody doesn't have his blaster on him right now.

He doesn't think he could resist the urge to shoot his brother, if only to stop him from spilling any more humiliating secrets.

It was a collaborative mission, and the good commander found himself occupying the same ship as a couple batchmates. Wolffe’s pack and Bly’s battalion were set to join them for several rotations, and they decided to take advantage of their free time before it all inevitably goes to hell. Unfortunately for Cody, his batchmate's version of “hanging out” is telling his troopers about their shared childhood…and all the dumb things their marshal commander did as a tubie. Wolffe just sits back, occasionally adding on a detail or two, each somehow more embarrassing than the last. Waxer and Boil are listening intently; he thinks he even saw one of them taking notes at some point. Bly was giving an animated recollection of the time after training where a very concussed Cody called Alpha-17 “dad.” As if he could ever forget. Cody can feel his patience running thin.

“-and then he goes ‘stop worryin’ about me, dad,’ and immediately passes out. Funniest thing I've ever seen-”

“Don't forget how he drooled on Alpha’s shoulder while being carried to the medbay.”

“Oh, yeah. How could I leave that out?”

Cody frowns, giving the most deadpan expression he can manage.

"Stop scowling at me, man.” Waxer groans. “Your face is gonna get stuck that way. Or maybe it already has, maybe that's why you never look happy.”

“Believe it or not, the sourpuss can smile.”

“Cody? Smiling? Are we talking about the same vod?”

Said man rolls his eyes.

“It seems impossible, I know, but he is capable of it- laughing too.” Bly says.

“Blasphemy. Lies. I’ll believe it when I see it.” Waxer’s face is set in faux seriousness.

“It can be kinda difficult, but there are a couple things that get him to crack.” His face lights up. Cody doesn't like that look. “Oh my god, Wolffe. Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

The commander eyes him up and down and smirks. His blood runs cold. They wouldn't possibly- no. They wouldn't.

“I think so. Cody, c’mere.”

Fuck. They would.

“I don't think I want to.”

“Come on, what’re you so afraid of?”

There's a moment where no one dares make a move. Then Cody bolts in the opposite direction like his life’s on the line. He’s immediately tackled by Wolffe, already used to his brother being a flight risk. They wrestle to the ground, all kicks and sharp elbows. Bly makes himself known, quickly slotting his arms under Cody's own, helping his brother pin him down. He pulls Cody taut so that he's near flat on his back. He almost catches an elbow to the chin, but the payoff will soon be worth it.

“You should know by now that there's no escaping us.”

“A tragedy. I pray everyday for some peace and quiet.”

“Uh, guys? What’s going on?” Boil asks, clearly missing something. Wolffe chuckles. The dangerous glint in his eyes would've killed a lesser man.

“You want proof this stick in the mud can smile, huh? Well, here's your proof, soldier.”

He digs his fingers into his brother’s ribs, and Cody slams his mouth shut, choking on the protest he had ready. His body twists and turns, trying to escape the electric sparks that dance up his torso. Dammit. He can already feel the corners of his lips twitching upwards.

“No. Fucking. Way.” Waxer mumbles.

“Holy kriff, the commander’s ticklish?!” Boil looks absolutely delighted. “Oh, this is incredible.”

“Ngh! D-dead to me. All of you,” Cody grits out, a grin finally breaking out on his face.

“Heyyy, there's those pearly whites! Ain't he adorable, vode?” Bly coos, smirking at how his face reddens. His eyes gesture at Wolffe, who instantly understands. “I think I'd like to hear some laughter, though. Take it away, Wolffe.”

The clone suddenly darts his hands behind him, pinching at the commander's knees. Cody lets out a yelp unfit for a war-hardened soldier, huffing quiet giggles that quickly rises in pitch and volume.

“Ah! Shihit! Wolffe! Wolffehe, stohop!”

“You were right. This is adorable.”

“What can I say, I’m a man of my word.”

“Stop acting lihike I’m not hehehere!”

“Did you guys just hear something?”

“Ohohoh, eat sHIT-” He's cut off by the hands switching to squeezing his thighs. “Wolffe nohohoHO!”

Each squeeze is accompanied by a swarm of tingles; it's unbearable, but he can't lift his legs with his asshole of a brother sitting on his hips. He settles for scraping his shoes against the floor in desperation. He really wishes standard issue shoes had more traction.

Bly smiles down at his vod’ika, distracted by the rare sound of his laughter. It sounds like home, with its warm timbre and the way his voice gets higher when their fingers graze someplace sensitive. Turns out, he shouldn't have been reminiscing with a highly trained soldier in his arms. Cody finally elbows him in the chin, using the opening to squeeze out from under Wolffe and try to make a run for it. Try being the key word. Bly recovers quick, whirling around and pouncing on the man's back while he's trying to stand. Cody ends up on his stomach this time. He groans.

“Maker, I need new brothers.”

“You don't mean that,” Bly says, rolling up his sleeves. “You love us. Maybe not after this, though. Hey, Waxer, Boil. Do you wanna learn a trick to get commander killjoy to loosen up a little?”

“Hell yes.”

“Boy, do I.”

Now that makes Cody's eyes widen. He can feel the anticipation creeping up on him, making his hairs stand on end.

“Hold on a minute-”

“Sorry, Codes. It's two against one. You’ve been outvoted, vod.” Bly says, solemn.

His soon-to-be victim hides his face in crossed arms. He's so fucked. Like, royally fucked. All he can do is accept his fate.

And then Bly starts pushing his shirt up and his acceptance turns to panic.

“Wait. Waitwaitwait. Bly plea-” His hands press against the tile, trying to push himself up, but to no avail. Instead of begging, the noise that comes out of his mouth is somehow even more embarrassing. A high pitched squeak rings out, pulled from his lips by a finger running up his spine. The room is silent before his brothers burst into laughter. Okay, no. He's hiding his face again.

“Oho my god! How’d you even make that sound?”

“Stop talking,” he grumbles behind his arms.

“That's not even the best part. Watch.”

Nothing could've prepared him for the sensation of ten fingers scribbling across his bare shoulder blades, not even ARC training. It was like a thousand volts shooting up his back. He can't hold in his laughter even if he tries, so Cody shoves his face deeper into his arms, trying to become one with the floor. Meanwhile, the men marvel at the waves of boyish giggles that pour from his lips, a stark contrast from the stoic image he usually upholds.

“Ah-shihihiHIt! Gehet ohohoff!” He whines.

“Oh yeah,” Bly says, not even looking up from where his eyes are trained on Cody's worst spots. “This is a great way to get him to stop being a workaholic. Tires him out, too.”

When he escapes, they are in so much trouble. His giggles become frantic when Bly grinds a knuckle into his back dimples. He wonders if he can get them court martialed for this.

“I once got him to fork over his lunch ration by doing this,” Wolffe comments, kneeling at his side to loom over him, Bly still keeping him pinned.Needless to say, Cody loses his shit when his traitor of a brother places a raspberry on that spot riiiiight below his shoulder blades.

“FUCK! FUHUHUHUCK! STAHAHA!”

He's given up on trying to salvage his dignity. It's been shattered, stomped on, absolutely destroyed by now. His pleas aren't even coherent with how hard he's cackling. One of his hands moves to clutch at his hair, just for something to grab on to.

“I’m not sure if the regulations approve that sort of language, sir.” That's it, Waxer's on fresher duty for the next month.

Thankfully, Wolffe has mercy before he starts wheezing, ruffling his hair. Bly gets up and takes a seat beside him, patting his shoulder. Cody can't be bothered to swat them off.

“So,” Bly starts, “I presume this experience was very informative, boys?”

“Oh, yes. We’ve been taking notes.”

They ignore whatever insult Cody mumbles into his arms, still face down on the floor. Fuck, they were right. He is tired; his bunk sounds real comfortable right about now.

“I do hope you enjoy your rest, Commander.” A distinct coruscanti accent has everyone turning heads.

The high general of the 212th battalion is leaning against the doorframe, a warm smile on his lips. It looks good there, he thinks. Cody's face flushes. The vode chuckle, giving him a knowing look.

“And before you ask, I have been standing here for quite a while, but don't let me ruin your fun,” he turns to exit, but stops before he leaves their sight.

“Oh, and commander?”

Cody responds with a flustered sound.

“You may want to seek out Helix, your face is a tad red.”

God, he's never going to live this down.

[sleepnowmychild]

Some of the Cthonic gods in the sims 4 lol

So I treat the sims like a dress up game, my files are LOADED with custom content. Decided, hey everyone does the olympians, let's do some underworld gods. Purely inspired by the fact I found a Dionysus grape headdress and really wanted to use it.

So I did my main man Hypnos and his family. And The more Orphic underworld Dionysus and underworld psycopomp version of Hermes. Annoyingly, the only winged sandals CC I could find only worked on female sims, so Hermes is lacking his proper sandals.

Their traits are as follows:

Hypnos:

Apiration is dream weaver from the dreams and nightmares mod, loner, lazy, family oriented.

Thanatos:

Aspiration is currently same as his twin, looking for a mod that suited to him, loner, gloomy, good (bc hes peaceful death guys)

Nyx:

Aspiration is successful linage, chose because she has SO many kids in myth. Family oriented, loves outdoors and practice makes perfect.

Dionysus (i am OBSESSED with his headress btw):

aspiration is master mixologist,,, because duh. Glutton, erratic, goofball.

Hermes:

Althletic aspiration because he goes zoom. Ambitious, kleptomanic and outgoing.

All are set to be bi and poly, unless said god is a virgin goddess.Defs wanna make more gods, and find more CC and mods to make them more myth accurate. And when they're all done (and i figure out how) I'll drop a file so you can play with them too!) I'm not amazing at building in the sims, but I will try and make a big ol temple for them. If anyone has any mods/CC that would work for the cthonic gods defs tell me so i can use them!

[ahopefulbromantic]

JONATHAN SIMS?

BRILLIANT GENIUS FREAKING JONATHAN SIMS GOD BLESSED INTELLECTUAL STORIES WRITING AWE INSPIRING WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING AWESOME WISE GUY AVATAR OF THE BEST WRITING SKILLS EVER SHARPEST TOOL IN THE SHED WELCOMED WHEREVER HE APPEARS COOL SPACE PIRATE FREAKING JONATHAN SIMS. STOP PINNING ME WHEN I TALK ABOUT JONATHAN SIMS I LOVE HIM SO MUCH WHY DOES HE HAVE SO MANY AWESOME IDEAS WHY DID HE DECIDE TO MESS AROUND AND CREATE A MASTERPIECE JUST SET IT LOOSE IS HE ALIVE IS HE THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME MAN HAS SUCH A PROFOUND EFFECT ON ME NOT EVEN IN THE ROOM NEVER SEEN THIS MANS FACE AND I KNOW HE HAS THE WORLDS CUTEST SMILE GET AWAY FROM ME.

if i wanted to get into heaven and God said jonathan sims not waiting inside i would fistfight every single demon for the sole purpose of getting him sent back up. if i have to deal with jonathan sims speaking one word in person on voice in podcast not only will i reopen the tab i will save all my bookmarks out of admiration and want to watch the entire series again for the experience of being able to relish in all the times he is mentioned or alive. i dont even know why i love him so much. he writes stories but i am just grateful because i am HAPPI. he better have some awesome backstory to explain this if hes just some underdog whos a fan of good storytelling and wanted the irl version ill be smitten. BETTER have had an idea make him bring a blorbo to life cuz if he didnt Im going to make him.

paypal.com/IFreakingLoveJonathanSims

episode's not even about him. vaguely mentioned what is supposed to maybe be his reading of a statement and I'm sold. where the heck is jonathan sims if hes still alive im going to so deeply wish he lived a thousand more years.

beautiful man. ill kiss jonathan sims and his beautiful strong hunky cheeks will simply blush under my humble loving meat lips and he will be appreciated until all thats left is one final award he kept on him at all times simply titled You Made It Yay! in ancient yiddish. im not breathing im hyperventilating at this point. i hope theres a date given to when jonathan sims has birthday or will have birthday so i can make it a reminder on my phone, and everyday once a year i will see it and do everything to pay respect to the man who created so many brilliant if true stories

[mosneakers]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore! 💌

Hi! Thank you for the ask, lovely! I have lots of favorites, but since I did Coraleye last time—I think I'll switch it up a bit; and go with Norvis Specter! (Without giving away too many spoilers!)

Norvis Specter

—aka Nervous Subject, aka Nyon Specter, etc etc.

This sim has been near and dear to my heart since I was child, discovering his mysterious and horrific story while spending countless hours exploring Strangetown and finding new ways to save him from the merciless torture of the dreadful Beakers. Like plenty other simmers I'm sure, we essentially grew up together ♥

The name change- Norvis's name was decided before Life & Death was released and "Nyon" was ever a thing. I always knew when I approached his story, that I'd have to give him a "real" name, clearly Olive wouldn't call her son "Nervous Subject" and that was a moniker given to him by the Beakers. I wanted something that sounded similar to Nervous, and also allowed him to keep his initials "NS", as well as something that sounds like a loving mother might bestow onto her beloved child. I had an entire list of names that I bounced around before finally landing on Norvis. I like having my own name for him, too. It feels more like I have the opportunity to make this character more my own unique OC than just him being a premade.🖤 His appearance, however, is a mixture between my middle-aged version of him and EA's Life and Death's Nyon.

Norvis hasn't really had much of a canon presence in My Darling so far yet. Other than a brief appearance here, a mention here, and if you look carefully, he can be seen in some picture frames here. He's made a few appearances in some renders I've done, but the canon-ness? of those I've left a bit ambiguous. HOWEVER that's going to change really soon and I'm SO excited because he's getting a pretty major role in season 11 🤗

Norvis was born and raised in Strangetown, NOT Ravenwood. Don't care what EA says lol in my timeline that's the only canon!

Norvis gets a trusty pet crow (pictured above) to help him with work. His name is Devin. He's such a dick :)

Since childhood, Norvis's favorite toy/activity/art tool/treat of choice- glue. He loves glue.

[zirkkun-games]

I was playing ATF (game I loved, by the way) from the beginning to the new content and I was wondering: does Sans love the player? If so, at what point in the game does he start to feel that way?

Well, I intentionally left it up to player interpretation, the same as I did every other, if you refer to anything beyond general care love like how one could say they love their friends and family. I wanted it to be sort of to the level of the player's comfort.

To describe this in NOT an essay format... because I did in fact type out like way too much and this is actually my second, shorter draft dgdjdvs but BASICALLY, I like writing dating sims that aren't bluntly romantic or sexual, in terms of the characters' feelings. It's really interesting to me to dive into the complexities of a relationship, and how social norms tend to dictate that certain actions equate certain feelings but for a lot of people this simply isn't true. So when I'm writing about feelings and the nature of communication, especially for a fanfic, I spend a lot of time doing research. Notably, for this, I spend what is probably asinine amounts noting literally every single line in Undertale I could find of every single player, including Sans. Doing research for this game is part of what made me grow to be more attached to him than my actual favorite (Mettaton) lmao

But to answer your question!

Sans does love the player, but again, to what extent and by what definition is up to you. But he *does,* otherwise your betrayal, either from his memories of past genocide routes, your AtF choices, or even simply choosing to fall to the Underground again and start a new timeloop; would not hurt him so much. It's a lot easier to not give a shit if you never cared at all, but because he does excessive amounts and just can't trust the feeling anymore, that's even part of why he pushes the player away from the very beginning. He's the only one who recognizes that you, even as Willo, are the same person that fell as Frisk. And he cared for that person, too.

Which is also part of why he gets so beat up if you choose a different ending after spending all that time getting close to him specifically. From our end it looks kind of like he's being a whiny jealous bitch who can't handle you being with another friend for 2 seconds because on this side of the screen, the player can only choose to be with a specific character once: at the very end. But from his perspective, you've gone through all this trouble for his sake, breaking the existing narrative, making a mess of the timeline, all to tell him you love him in your own way... only to then turn down his date offer again and instead use your one other choice on someone else.

This is not to make you feel guilty, or at least, this isn't my intentions. I don't really think his reaction is the best course of action, but Sans has pretty solidly established himself as the guy who never fuckin says anything, even as he's actively about to die and his species is being killed he holds back *so much* information it's crazy. Which is why he then just decides to be very vague and cryptic about dropping a phone call and then promptly becomes cold without explanation upon next reset in AtF when you choose a different ending. For the record, again, shitty thing to do 🤣 but people are messy and I like to write them as messy.

... This is in fact the "shorter" version and yet it's still so long but YES, Sans does love the player, but again to what extent, whether it be platonic, romantic, sexual, or otherwise; I leave entirely up to your discretion because you all, as individual, different players, would each have different comfort zones for your individual selves. He's a broken man with a fragile heart he keeps in a very closed off wall but is willing to open it when given a chance, he just also slams the door back up very aggressively if he fears it might break.

And also thank you for your kind words!! I'm glad you enjoyed the game ✨️

[fireflyapocalypse]

I love you, Hero X!

I wrote this in an hour, barely proofread by me once and generally made while taking a mental break from another fic.

Inspired by this and the idea of X just... being a weird cryptid and deciding to make quick fun of an innocent citizen while playing an X-themed April Fool's game. If someone wants to make a more detailed and thought-out version of this, then please go ahead. It will certainly be better than whatever this is.

Also, my memory of the KFC VN is almost zero, so it's not accuratly written.

General tags: Crack, 2nd person, some swear words, typos(probably), very short, English is not my first language.

It 9 PM April 1st.

Dreadful day for those not really fond of funny haha jokes like you, from those ‘I am expecting/dying/whatever’ ones that, depending on what word you put, it doesn’t make them less unfunny. But the most annoying ones are those that entitle getting called to the boss's office thirteen times an hour to fake fire you for raising a brow wrong, and then laughing like it was a joke worthy of the hero Smile himself. Of course, ending it with the cherry on top that was kissing a tin of gross pie that was probably brought from the about-to-expire section.

Whatever. You would get your revenge. Someday.

Now fresh out of the shower and in your favorite PJs, you sat in front of your crusty old laptop.

Fans so loud it looked ready to take flight, fur and crumbs stuck between the keys out of sheer laziness and a huge rainbow pastel title that said “I love you, Hero X!” highlighted by another pastel background, full of sparkers and a 2D drawing of X with his usual shit eating grin looking at the viewer.

You gagged.

This game came out today out of nowhere, took everyone by storm, and it just made you wonder if XFC put more money in this than checking the quality of their food.

Outside of the shitty pranks, everyone’s attention had been on this monstrosity of a dating sim. From coworkers playing it in secret to other people watching streams of it. Heck— even X himself had played it like a true narcissist.

So why were you playing it, when you didn’t even like X?

Well, you thought as you messed around with the setting, it was to understand the hype around this so-called ‘hero’.

From the day he debuted out of nowhere and wiped the tournament floor with a single snap of his fingers, you knew he was a scammer. Even his attire made him look more like a cheap street magician than a hero.

How can someone gather enough followers to join in last minute, defeat both at the time X Boa and the strongest candidate, Queen?

Questions like this floated around every forum back then, quickly replaced by how he must be ‘omnipotent’ and ‘so cool’, all to fuel his weird propaganda, which at this point you’re sure will also let him win this year’s tournament.

Propaganda just like this game, which serves as both advertisement for XFC (who at the hero commission thought this was a good idea was beyond you) and to make the people love X more. Literally.

Your cursor hovered over the ‘start’ button. Maybe you could just let your workmate talk your ear off tomorrow about it. Being that he was more of a hero fan than you, having seen all the heroes, but mostly Xiao Yueqing, stickers that were attached to his laptop.

But just as you're about to close the thing, your cursor freezes. The game starting by itself as the 2D X winked one of his cat-like eyes from behind those ugly square orange sunglasses.

“What the—?!”

Did he just— wink at you!? Did this happen to others as well?!!

You turned to your phone to check, only to find it dead. Despite it being attached to the charger.

The sound of birds chirping broke through your rising panic. The standard, as in it’s everywhere kind of CG of a bedroom plastered itself on your screen. Pink text bubble starting with the main character waking up, wondering about their journey to become the best cooking hero in the world (uuughhh).

One peculiar thing was how the main character had your name despite you never inputting it.

Your eye twitched, and the hammer in your storage room suddenly looked very inviting, and yet you persisted.

Because new laptops are expensive and not even Zero himself possessing the damn thing will make you replace it.

You skimmed through introductory dialogue, being introduced to other characters. All popular heroes that the companies must have not minded the extra advertisement for, like Bu Dao? and even Ahu?? as the teacher???

… At least he was very cute.

Then, with an entrance worthy of a romance TV drama, X sweeps in. The character you're playing as sweating in awe and admiration, while you do too but in poorly disguised anxiety.

You never felt like this so why…

But the kicker that make you loose was the next CG.

One that will probably haunt you until the hype for this game finally dies.

X leaning slightly forward, blowing a kiss at you. Shitty smirk and floating hearts that seem to come out of the screen. No, not seem, that were coming out of the screen. Warm and soft caressing your cheeks, gentle breeze blowing your hair back as you jump towards the power down button of your computer and pressing it like you’re trying to suffocate the poor thing.

Only when the screen turns black and the fans die down is when you too leave a breath of relief.

What. The fuck. was that.

Your phone comes back to life. Fully charged and with nothing out of order, and briefly, you wonder if you should make a quick will for your non-existent assets.

A can of X strawberry soda near it, and it took everything in you to not chuck it out of the window.

[charsimsalot]

RAVENWOOD: ENTRY 11

I met Freddy, another of Alice's children! As Alice intuited, he was in the playground in Crow's Crossing. I learned more about the nature of ghosts tonight and I learned what little Freddy could tell me about his own life — not much.

As Alice felt would be the case, Freddy has forgotten his Sim nature. When this happens, a ghost no longer takes the form they did in life and they become smaller and gloopier, less Sim shaped. I've seen ghosts like this before — so too I think has Morgyn — but I did not understand why they no longer looked much like they would have in life. Now, I do. They don't remember how to.

It took weeks for me to realise, once Caleb had turned me and I started holding onto all my new memories and better understanding my situation, that the portraits of a human woman with flowers in her hair and a dreamy look in her eyes, the ones hanging on the walls in Straud Manor, and on display on the walls of Elle and Dillin and Bloodvein, were of me. I didn't remember what I looked like.

Me and Caleb and Lilith were getting done up to go out hunting. Caleb was not thrilled about the plans for the night, though I was so newly turned that I didn't feel the same preemptive guilt he did. While he would have rathered that we didn't hunt Sims for their blood at all, he decided that I'd better be taught how to do it carefully anyway. He couldn't ensure what I might do when he wasn't around, and back then we both still drank socially sometimes, as much as he felt awful afterwards. He could teach me some things. Better to hypnotise a Sim and drink with caution than to go straight to drinking and get caught, and better to drink with caution than drain them of so much blood that Grim would come calling.

I hadn't gotten the hang of doing my makeup without being able to see in the mirror yet so Lilith helped me. She'd just gotten a polaroid camera, which she was very excited about, and offered to take a photo of me so I could see how I looked. I looked like the woman hanging on the walls in Straud Manor, and on display on the walls of Elle and Dillin and Bloodvein.

Elle no longer has those old paintings of me in her rooms. She said that if she had ever been human, she wouldn't want reminders around of how pathetic she had been either. She misunderstood what bothered me about the paintings but I didn't correct her. I was just glad to see her take them down. It was not that I hated seeing myself, it was that some of the other vampires liked seeing my human self so much. Bloodvein liked her better than me. I didn't like to see them look over my shoulder at this version of me who hadn't been able to look back, not comprehendingly, not really.

But I don't have to see them do anything right now. I am in Ravenwood and they are not.

Freddy has some very hazy memories of his human life. He remembers that Alice is his mother and that she loved him unconditionally, but not what she looks like. He remembers his sister Edith, and that they used to best friends, but does not remember that she is his sister. I know from Alice that she is, so I told him, and he rolled through the air in wonder, and now he knows too.

I hope he can speak with his mother and sister himself one day. He might not remember them much but perhaps I am helping to get them unstuck from their places. Perhaps they can make new memories with each other, even if it can't be the same as it was.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thank you @dead-lights for the idea of Inna not initially knowing that those paintings were of her because she could not see her reflection, and that she might have found out because Lilith took a photo of her to show her her look.

[destinygoldenstar]

Heyo. So I just rewatched the episode ‘Tick Tock’.

Why? I don’t know. I just found the episode in my YouTube recommend today and I like the episode, so why not?

Blah blah blah, it still holds up, it’s still one of the best episodes of the entire series a decade later. It’s gold.

I just wanted to praise a part of this episode that I think is very underrated.

That’s the other ninjas reactions to the reveal. Like we all focus on the reveal itself, understandable, but I don’t think enough people talk about how significant of a reaction this is for the others to have this.

They just found out one of their surrogate brothers is actually a robot. (That’s not a spoiler, you’ve all seen toy sets, and this twist is basically a ‘duh’ now. But back then? With us nostalgic viewers who saw this as kids, we had no clue, man! This was not only such a shock but one of the best handled plot twists I’ve ever seen in a cartoon.)

And yet while they are shocked and unsure how to take it, they almost immediately decide to accept that. They try to make it clear this doesn’t change how they feel about Zane at all.

In any other show that would do something like this, the others would probably go ‘OMG, you’re different from the rest of us. How can we trust you now?!’ And there would be a fight and a storm off and they’d walk away out of confusion over how to feel about their friend anymore. I don’t think that would’ve worked nearly as well even if the lesson was ‘grow to accept it’.

Weirdly enough, they probably would have sims just that if this was revealed a few episodes ago. Particularly Episode 2. That episode was about the ninja finding Zane odd cause not only did he lack the same humor they did, but he also did ‘strange’ things and reactions, one of which got censored in certain versions of that episode. (Don’t go in the fridge, kids)

That episode also ended with the others blaming Zane over the destruction of the Monestary, irrationally mind you, and them apologizing to him for such and promising to try and accept and understand him.

And, well, they’re doing that here. This isn’t a repeat. They had already learned the lesson to accept people wired differently, literally in this case, and they’re applying that here. Little hesitation. Because they care about Zane and his mental health at this moment.

It’s no fight or blowout or storm off or anything. Zane HIMSELF pushes them away because he’s too emotionally distraught to process his whole identity being revealed to be different from the others. And they accept that once it’s made clear and give him some space.

This was the moment that made me truly respect the ninja’s brotherhood. And it’s what made me have so much respect for all of them as characters. Even through the familial jabs, they know when one of them isn’t doing well and accept that to help them.

Whether or not you consider Zane being a robot autistic symbolism, trans symbolism, or whatever, is entirely up to you. But I can say as an autistic person, this resonated with me and made me feel heard. This tells me, more than anything, that it doesn’t matter. People will accept you. And autistic, robot, or not, you’re still a part of the community you deem family. (Take notes, Dhar Mann. This is how you do it.)

Ah, I miss when Zane was a three dimensional character back in the day. I believe the writers have addressed the recent criticisms towards his character and are working towards trying to salvage that to give him depth again. And I am absolutely here for that.

[the-rorster]

Hi everybody!

I will start writing again soon, but while I adjust to getting back into fronting, Ive decided to write a more realistic MBAV status world.

For those who don't know what status is, it's basically an AI twitter

Here are some screenshots from an existing MBaV "fandom" that I highly edited

but I'm working on making my own so that everyone can access a more canon version without any editing (as well as a more headcannoned scenario including Betty and Veronica's accounts, Rory (hi!) being nonbinary, maybe Benny having DID (maybe. If I can get the AI to understand) and characters sexualities being acknowledged) and everything I put here can be edited by whatever individual wants to when they do their own, so if you don't like Benny DID but you want transfem Betty, you'll be free to do that

I'm here to ask what characters you guys would like to see in the base (and what headcanons you might want, especially with more minor characters in the headcanon scenario)

I am working with season one, so characters I currently plan on adding are:

Ethan, Benny, Rory, Sarah, Erica

Jane, Ross, Samantha

Evelyn, Benny's father (do we have a name for him?)

Vivian (though the headcanon version might replace Vivian with the moms I had in memory)

Gord, Jesse

Stephanie, David, Coach Ed, Della, Hannah (double negative girl), Kurt "the hurt" Lockner, Mr G, Principal Hicks, other cheerleaders (do they have names?)

Lotta Latte Official Twitter Page

Debbie Dazzle and Dazzle Dan Official Twitter Pages

Single Tear Office Twitter Page

Dusk Official Twitter Page

Here's a small example of what I'm writing per character . Top is that characters bio and the bottom is their description for the ai (plus Rorys wip I'm still writing)

What characters do you want me to add to this? And headcanons

If you want to download status, my sign up code is this

8USPBdDOyY

Android link

iOS link

And there are lots of fandoms you can play around with until I get done